The Last Supper - Hunting Grounds

[idolpro]

[ Chosen idols will find themselves abruptly taken, in their unit's room one moment and out in a courtyard the next. An impossibly tall and incredibly dense garden hedge divides the courtyard into sections—moreover, it increasingly gets taller when climbed, preventing its residents from escaping their slice of the courtyard.

A few sparse bushes and trees decorate the area, but there's nothing to keep the hunted away from the hunter.

Everyone will find their unit powers are off. However, Hands and Mouths can feel the power deep within themselves—they can grasp that power and turn into their monster form, should they desire so. Hands will find themselves in a natural disadvantage, however: they're much smaller than their Mouth counterparts, diminutive in size, and moreover, while they acquire whatever claws and teeth their monster form affords them, Mouths are capable of strength beyond that—faster agility and strength at minimum, though they may also have supernatural abilities, such as the ability to breathe fire. ]

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[happydreamed]

[they can talk properly later it won't be weird at all.]

Doctor, of Heart Soldier. No hard feelings, hm?

[at_heart]

Lupine, on LiliS. [ And while Indifferencex2 is making him very coolheaded and dispassionate, Lupine still musters up a crooked smile. ] First thing I did after I heard about games like this was go around saying that to pretty much everyone I met.

Production's got us in a bind. [ An easy shrug. ] They already control so much of our lives here. I'm sure as hell not letting them decide who I'm gonna be friends with, long as I've got any say in the matter.

[happydreamed]

A sentiment I share. In that case, I hope we can spend time together more pleasantly after this.

[But first he's got a unit to feed. Doctor shifts and warps, turning into a grey dragon - much bigger than last round's, all sharp claws and pointed fangs.]

[at_heart]

[ That's fun! Lupine follows suit, back into the enormous wolf-creature he was during intermission. It's not as easy as his were card shifting was, still breaks his bones and molds his flesh in a way that hurts, but it's faster and smoother than the last time, and in his current mindset he barely even needs his high pain tolerance because the pain just doesn't matter.

A pitched battle, to be sure. He's not going down without a fight. But when he does go down, he makes a point of using that last little bit of strength to shift back again so that he can say, in a voice breathless from fatigue and strain: ]

Bon appétit.

[happydreamed]

[Amazing. Doctor laughs - a rough sound with vocal cords not made for it, but one with genuine amusement - before slitting Lupine's throat with a claw.

Well, after that, how can he not eat his fill?]